Fatherhood is positively good for the faith.
My daughter returned from a church camp spiritually fired up; until of course, we douse her with the cold water of reality at home.
We went out to a local hypermarket to get something, and along the aisle, got distracted and mum started choosing a schoolbag for her. She got all embarrassed, and in an effort to stop our incessant urging, shushed us to shut up.
Young lady, that was rude, and I did not spare my temper on her. She got even more embarrassed. She probably did not realise how rude that was in Asian culture; when she realized it, she tried hard to behave herself. Sometimes they are so mature, and yet at other times, they are not different from little kids. One of the pains of love is to continue to love and forgive when our temper flares.
Talking about growing up. They do grow up fast, and soon they will be leaving home. When we celebrated her sixth birthday, I told myself, one third of her time with us is gone; and as I counted the time she still had with us, I cried.
Then we celebrated her twelfth birthday. Again, two thirds of her time with us had gone. I counted again the years she still had with us. I cried again.
The other pains of love is this - that you should love someone so much knowing full well that you can't keep them.
In many ways, God probably feels the same with us. Sometimes we are so mature, yet at other times, we could be positively wicked and evil.
God loves us so much as he wants to keep us forever with him; yet he loves us enough to let us go, even for all eternity.
Before she slept that night; I gave her a hug, as we always do, and told her that though I might be very mad at her, I still love her. I can't stop loving her whatever happen.
The other pain of love is this - however painful it gets, we still can't stop loving.
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